Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Latvia and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Kaleidoscope to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Mad Mike. All the underground hits.
All Scott Walker + Sunn O))) tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rapeman record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rekid record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
World's Most,
Skarface,
The Evens,
Nirvana,
The New Christs,
The Smiths,
Adolescents,
Iggy Pop,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Crime,
Stiv Bators,
Pulsallama,
Byron Stingily,
Nation of Ulysses,
Fugazi,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Duran Duran,
Barclay James Harvest,
Jesper Dahlback,
Dennis Brown,
Scion,
Derrick Morgan,
Gabor Szabo,
Easy Going,
Surgeon,
Public Enemy,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Icehouse,
David Bowie,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Ultimate Spinach,
Kaleidoscope,
Pierre Henry,
Minor Threat,
Au Pairs,
The Dave Clark Five,
Connie Case,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Boredoms,
Bill Near,
Radio Birdman,
The Index,
ABC,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Kerrie Biddell,
L. Decosne,
Graham Central Station,
Quadrant,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Josef K,
Johnny Clarke,
The Skatalites,
Rosa Yemen,
Zapp,
Masters at Work,
David Axelrod,
Television,
UT,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Dual Sessions,
Roger Hodgson,
Quando Quango, Quando Quango, Quando Quango, Quando Quango.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.